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Baker's Edition of Plays 



ARRANGED BY NUMBER OF CHARACTERS, MALE AND FEMALE. 

FURTHER PARTICULARS IN REGULAR LIST. 

PRICE GIVEN AFTER EACH PLAY. 

Where a play is known under two titles, both are given as separate play *, in 

this list only. 

Two Characters. — One Male, one Female. 

An Original Idea . . 15 

Three Characters. — Two Males, One Female. 

Silent Woman . , . IS 
Which Shall I Marry? 15 

One Male, Two Females. 

Apples 15 | Two Flats and a Sharp 15 | Which will Have Him? IB 

Four Characters. — Two Males, Two Females. 



Box and Cox . . . 
Unprotected Female 



15 I Mary Moo 15 

15 I 



Bouquet 15 

Give a Dog, etc. r . 15 

Match Makers ... 15 

Personal Matter . . 25 



Census Taker . . . 

Mr. Joffin's Latchkey 

None so Deaf as those 

who Won't Hear . 



15 



Fairy's Father . 
Madam is Ahed . 
Putkins . . . 



Three Males, One Female. 
Bombastes Furioso . 15 | The Tempter .... 15 1 Sailor's Return 
Five Characters. — Three Males, Two Females. 



15 



Anonymous Kiss . 
Cousin Tom . . . 
Done on Both Sides 
Sylvia's Soldier . . 
Ugly Customer . . 
Blue and Cherry . 



Kiss in the Dark . 



Only a Clod 



Doubtful Victory . . 15 
My Son Diana . .15 
Two Buzzards ... 15 
Appearances are De- 
ceitful 15 

Don't Judge by Ap- 
pearances .... 15 



Under a Veil. ... 15 
Nature and Philosophy 15 
To Oblige Benson . . 15 
Welsh Girl .... 15 
The Youth who Never 
Saw a Woman . . 15 



Two Males, Three Females. 
15 | My Husband's Secret 15 I Poor Pillicoddy . . . It 
I Phantom Breakfast . 15 | 

Four Males, One Female. 
15 I Two Heads are Better | Trumpeter's Daughter 15 
I than One .... 15 1 



Six Characters. — One Male, Five 

The Only Young Man in Town 

Three Males, Three Females 



Aunt Charlotte's Maid 15 | My Sister's Husband . 15 I 
Never Say Die . . . 15 
| Your Life's in Danger 15 | 
Four Males, Two Females. 
John Wopps .... 15 
Nursey duckweed . 15 
Needless Stratagem (A) 15 
Once on a Time ... 15 
Slice of Luck (A) . . 15 
Sullivan, The Slugger 15 
Five Males, One Female. 



Always Intended 



Dandelion's Dodges . 
Drop Too Much . . 
From Information I Re- 
ceived 

I've Written to Brown 



15 



Females. 

30 



Sarah's Young Man 
Two Puddifoots . 



Sunshine through the 
Clouds 15 

Soldier, Sailor, Tinker, 
and Tailor .... 15 

We're All Teetotallers 15 



Advice to Husbands . 15 | 



J Diamond Cut Diamond 15 



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CHARACTERS. 



GENIUS OF NINETEENTH CENTURY. 

Costume: Simple white draperies; she carries a sceptre, and wears a silver 
crown. 

SARAH. 

Costume : See Bible dictionary for the dress of Jewish women in time of Abra- 
ham. 

PHARAOH'S DAUGHTER. 

Costume : An under tunic of purple, an over tunic of striped or mixed goods, a 
scarf about the waist, an Egyptian head-dress ; over the whole, including the 
head, a grayish-brown garment that can be easily removed. 

CORNELIA, the Roman matron. 

Costume : White draperies bordered with purple. 

CLEOPATRA. 

Costume: Heavy plain skirt; close fitting, sleeveless waist, low at neck; scarlet 
sash and mantle; coins and chains around neck, and coins in hair. 

QUEEN ELIZABETH. 

Costume: Tight fitting bodice, green and gold; high ruff , loose puffed sleeves ; 
full skirt of green, with long train. 

MOTHER BICKERDICK. 
Costume: Short, plain skirt, man's coat, and carries a carpet-bag. 

CECILIA. 
Costume: Pale blue garment, made simply with angel sleeves; she wears a halo. 

AGNESI OP BOLOGNA. 
Costume : Long black robe, with square green cap and mantle. 

HYPATIA. 

Costume: White draperies, gold in the hair (see Kingsley's " Hypatia "). 

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CHARACTERS. 



POCAHONTAS. 

Costume : Short bright skirt, moccasins, a sleeveless waist of crimson, wampum 
belt, bright scarf draped tastefully, beads around the neck. 

JOAN OF ARC. 

Costume : Dark blue skirt to ankles, yellow bodice, white chemisette, liberty- 
cap. 

SAPPHO. 

Costume : Greek dress of pale blue and white. 

MARTHA WASHINGTON. 
Costume : Full skirt, tight bodice, full sleeves, white cap, and a neck-kerchief. 

PRISCIKLA. 
Costume: Puritan dress of gray and white. 

INVENTRESS. 

Costume : Dark green skirt, little green jacket with pale blue vest ; the whole 
containing numerous pockets. 

Time: Latter part of nineteenth century. 



NOTE. 

The Chronothanatoletron, or time and death annihilator, consists of a large 
cabinet arranged with doors in front. It is so contrived that one can enter it 
from behind the scenes without being seen. The whole is covered with dark 
cambric, and to one side is attached a large crank. Before the appearance of 
each character, the Inventress turns the crank as long as it seems best. At a 
given signal, the cover flies up and the doors are pushed open, and the character 
appears. The cover and doors are managed by some one concealed behind the 
box, and this can be easily done by the judicious use of strings and small steel 
springs. As soon as each character has left the machine, the doors and cover are 
dosed. The effect is better if each one steps doom as sbe leaves the machine, so 
it is well to have the floor of the box raised a few inches above the stage. 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 



Scene. — The Inventress's room. The Chronothana- 
toletron occupying a conspicuous position. Inventress 
discovered busy with her invention. 

(Enter Genius without noticing Inventress.) 
Genius. 

There is a story of an earlier age, 
Of Archimedes, the historic sage, 
Whose shout of victory rang clear, 
His glad " Eureka ! " on the air. 
And I, amid this great array, 
The wonders of the later day, 
With marvels numberless around, 
Echo in English, " I have found ! " 
Found what? Behold their myriad brays, 
The wheels go speeding nights and days, 
And monsters, messengers of ill, 
Harnessed and tame, obey our will. 
Lo, Steam, the demon, sturdily 
Now guides our fleet from sea to sea. 
A lightning touch — and lo, the word 
Across a continent is heard. 
And audible, at man's behest, 
The east wind whispers to the west, 
And dwellers on a tropic shore 
Salute the stormy Labrador. 
Another touch, and wide and far 
A glory dimming moon and star, 
While sleeping towns and sombre night 
Are radiant with beams of light 
For toiling scribe and tardy hand, 
The printed page in every land; 
Instead of woman's endless seam, 
The flying wheel, the shuttle's gleam. 

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6 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

These have we found. But oh ! that one 
Could backward turn the wand'ring sun. 
And man, the conqueror of space, 
With time, as well, could run the race. 

Inventress {who has listened atte7itively to the latter 
part of the Genius's soliloquy. Coming down). Oh, most 
illustrious Spirit of Progress ! You see before you one who 
is insignificant only in her own opinion, who has done a kind- 
ness to the world, which (a la Cicero) must live forever in 
the memory of man. Long have I waited for some soul 
capable of comprehending the stupendous powers of my pro- 
duction ! This instrument is not, as you might mistakenly 
imagine, one of those contrivances which, upon proper appli- 
cation of the crank, produce, in the words of the poet, " Mu- 
sic that hath charms to make a man a savage." No — on 
the contrary, most Gracious Madame, this is, — let me 
breathe it as I would an invocation to the gods — this is an 
Invention, evolved from the inner consciousness of my brain. 
And permit me to explain that such is the power of this re- 
markable production that the total annihilation of time is as 
mere play unto it. Even as the telegraph, with its swift 
wings, flies from pole to pole, so does the fairy disguised 
under this strange form summon from remotest ages, as well 
as farthest lands, any form that fancy may bid us call. And 
not only is the annihilation of time and space effected, but 
all differences of language are familiarly treated so that any 
difficulties of communication are entirely overcome. It is 
with pleasure unspeakable that I place at your service this 
Invention. The time of my reward is come ! No longer am 
I cast down ! No longer are my efforts fruitless ! I am sat- 
isfied. My heart is at rest, and, though I am naturally very 
modest, I can feel with George Washington, who remarked : 

" Of all sad words of tongue or pen 
The saddest of these — I might have been — 
Somebody else." 

If you will but name some individual whose immediate ap- 
pearance would afford you some slight gratification, you will 
confer on me the greatest possible favor. 

Gen. Since you are so kind, may I see one whose name 
is associated with my earliest recollections — Sarah, the wife 
of Abraham ? 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 7 

(Inventress turns crank and after a moment the cover 
flies up, the doors open, and Sarah appears. She ad- 
7/ances.} 

Inv. She comes ! The venerable ancestress of the abom- 
inators of sandwiches. At the wish of this beautiful Genius 
of the nineteenth century, art thou summoned, O Sarah, 
from thy resting-place at the cave of Machpelah. 

Sarah. Where am I ? and what are these strange sounds 
I hear? yet I understand them, and speak in them, strange 
as they are. This is not my lord Abraham's tent. And 
where is my lord Abraham, and where my son Isaac ? Who 
are these and what is the time of which you speak ? 

Gen. You are summoned from the tomb to meet the 
most illustrious women of all time. It is many years since 
you were here before, and the world has moved on until this 
change is wrought. Time and space are no longer to be 
considered — but now, tell me of those other days — of your 
lord and of your son. 

Sarah. I remember the land on the other side of the 
flood. There dwelt Terah, the father of Abram, my lord. I 
remember (was it years or was it centuries ago ?), I remember 
the journey toward the setting sun, the court of the king and 
the great river wide like the sea. I remember best of all 
the wide plain of Mamre, the tent where my lord sat in the 
heat of the day, where the angels came with the message of 
Heaven to us, childless. Then he came, our son, our only 
one, Isaac, and concerning him the prophetic voice which 
spake, saying that his seed should be as the sands of the 
shore and as the stars of the sky for multitude. That is the 
last of earth remembered, — that, and the lengthening 
shadows about our home at Kirjath Arbah. Can ye tell me, 
O strangers, if the prophecy has been fulfilled? Is my son 
a king among kings and a ruler of many nations ? 

GExN. Truly he was, but many centuries have rolled away 
since then, and your people have passed through much. 
Well was it for you that you slept with your fathers before 
the time of bondage in Egypt. 

Sarah. Woe, woe! — and were my people slaves in that 
land ? — the land of my bondsmaid, Hagar, my supplanter. 
Yea, verily, what but evil could come out of that country ? 

Gen. But you should think well of one Egyptian woman, 
for it is to her care you owe the deliverer, Moses, he who led 
the children of Israel into freedom and to their God. 



8 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

Sarah. What woman is that ? 

Gen. The daughter of Pharaoh, a successor of the king 
whose court you remember. Would you see her ? 

Sarah. I would fain see a good Egyptian woman. 

Inv. {grinding). Conundrum : " If Moses was the son of 
Pharaoh's daughter, who was the daughter of Pharaoh's 
son ? " 

{While they ponder upon this Pharaoh's Daughter appears 
wrapped as a ?nummy.) 
*Inv. You see before you a form of which the outlines, 
though not perfectly denned, suggest the utmost grace. She 
is not ever thus. {Applies something like a battery — the 
wrapping drops off.) " Even now," as Shakespeare says, 
" a change comes o'er the spirit of a dream." 

Pharaoh's Daughter {gazing arotcnd). Where's 
Moses ? 

Gen. {turning to Sarah). After all these years, she 
thinks first of her foster child. You see how she loved him. 

Sarah. Yet can her love not compare to the love of a 
mother. 

Gen. {to Inventress). This reminds me of another most 
devoted mother. May we see Cornelia, mother of the 
Gracchi ? 

Inv. Certainly, but I must request that we omit the 
"jewels." {Begins to grind.) Jewels in general are not 
good conductors of that element of nature used in the man- 
agement of the Invention. 

(Cornelia appears.) 

Cornelia. Exegi monumentum aere perennius, — mei 
pueri. 

Inv. Please repeat. 

Corn. I have built a monument more enduring than brass, 
my boys. {Gazes around?) This assembly is not of the 
kind to which I have been accustomed, though doubtless 
here too will I meet the highest refinement and gain some- 
thing which I can impart to my boys and make them the 
noblest of Romans. But that they are sure to be. Who so 
happy in her children as I, the mother of the Gracchi ? 

Sarah. Have you too, fair lady, a noble son ? Listen 
and hear of mine, whose obedience led him even to the gates 
of death. 

Phar.'s D. Where's Moses ? 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 9 

Inv. Gently, madam, gently! {Aside.) Once started 
on that strain, and as Webster says, " They may go on for- 
ever." With your august permission, I will now grind out 
the noble Cleopatra, for I think with King Solomon, "Va- 
riety is the spice of life." {Grinds.) 

Gen. {to the others). A most illustrious Egyptian queen. 

Sar. Another Egyptian ! {Enter Cleopatra.) 

Cleopatra. Strange dreams and visions have been mine 
in that long slumber men call death, but ne'er a stranger one 
than this. Who are ye all ? Answer me. 

Inv. This is the Genius of the nineteenth century. These 
are Sarah, wife of the Hebrew Abraham, and a noble Egyp- 
tian princess. This a Roman matron, and /am the origina- 
tor of the means by which you were called from the tomb — 
the Invention. 

Cleo. And von dare to break the rest of Egypt's queen ? 
You shall be flogged ! But no, I forget. They are all gone, 
slaves, kingdom, power, and my Antony! 

Phar.'s D. Where's Moses ? 

Cleo. Alas! Cleopatra stands alone— dethroned, dis- 
honored ! Where now is my power ? Where is that other 
god with whom I ruled the world ? Oh, woman, if indeed 
that strange machine — 

Inv. The Chronothanatoletron ! 

Cleo. Can bring the dead to life, I pray you give to me 
Marc Antony! Behold, I —even I —a daughter of the 
Ptolemies, beseech you — {Kneels.) 

Inv. Impossible. (Cleo. rises.) I, one of the foremost 
women of this great age— for it is well to be conscious of 
one's own worth — I use that, which I have consecrated to 
the us? of woman, to bring back to the earth one of those 
kings who are, as Swinburne so aptly remarks, " too numer- 
ous to mention." Never ! 

Cleo. Fool ! If thou canst speak thus, then hast thou 
never seen Marc Antony! 

Sar. Nor my lord Abraham ! 

Phar.'s D. IV here's Moses ? 

Inv. No, ladies, I have never seen these worthies. I am 
younger in years than in wisdom ! 

Sar. Thy words sound strangely in mine ears. In this, 
thy land, is the position of men inferior to that of women ? 
I nv. Of course. " I n the natural course of human events, 
what else could happen ? At last we have thrown off the 



10 THE CHR0N0THANAT0LETR0N. 

yoke. Man is rapidly being reduced to his proper state of 
humble submission, and woman is — 

Cleo. Woman — what's a woman but a cat? A dainty, 
treacherous cat — loving sunshine, dreading storms — will- 
ing to be caressed by all whose touch is soft and who'll 
caress. 

Gen. Nay, Egypt, when you speak thus, I pray you, speak 
for yourself alone. 

Cleo. I stand as far above the rest of womankind as the 
bright moon above our little earth. I am Cleopatra ! 

Gen. {turning from her). I have seen women true and 
pure as heaven, living to make this world a better place, and 
consecrating every thought and act to high and holy things. 

Corn, {to Cleopatra). Indeed, you wrong yourself that 
thus you speak in such a case. 

Cleo. Ay! there speaks the Roman matron, calm, look- 
ing down from her high pedestal of virtue. Such was 
Zenobia, therefore I hate her ! And how, fair madam, do 
I wrong myself? {Reclines on couch.) 

Inv. And are you not a woman, then ? Oh ! how it vexes 
me to hear a woman speak against her sex ! I'd as lief hear 
an American abuse the United States. Do you mean to call 
woman a nonentity, then ? 

Cleo. We are the cats ; men are the mice ; and we, in 
ruling them, do rule the world ! 

Inv. Thank you. I'll take the sceptre without any en- 
cumbrances ! 

Sar. My lord Abraham was wont to say, Woman was 
not born to rule alone. 

Inv. Woman not born to rule alone ? Why, look at 
Queen Elizabeth! Who can say that her reign was not a suc- 
cess ? {To Genius.) And since we have spoken of that 
wonderful woman, I've a mind to see her. Shall I introduce 
her to the company ? 

Gen. Do so by all means. {To Cleo.) Now shall you 
see a woman who was both great and good, a most noble 
queen. (Inventress grinds at crank.) 

Cleo. Both great and good. You mock me with a 
paradox. 

{Enter Queen Elizabeth.) 
Gen. I greet your Majesty. 
Elizabeth. By my faith, a goodly company. What 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. II 

make you here, good folk ? and who are you that gaze in such 
unmannerly fashion on a daughter of the Tudors ? 

Gen. Fair madam, you see before you two citizens of a 
country whose people bow the knee to no one, and who 
yield even to England's queen courtesy and hospitality alone. 
These others are women of noble birth, gathered from far 
countries. 

Inv. Yes, brought by my machine, that very instrument 
which you see before you. {To Cleo.) Can you, who 
sneer at woman, gaze at that and not confess that woman is 
far superior to man ? Yes, it is a woman who has made the 
Chronothanatoletron. Yet, let me not boast, for I was ever 
modest. 

Sar. And now cometh into my mind a saying of my 
lord's, " Modesty is a great hindrance to a man, both of utter- 
ing his own conceit and of — " 

Cleo. {to Eliz.). I, too, was once a queen, and one of 
whom you may have heard, — Cleopatra. 

Eliz. What, the Egyptian of whom my subject, Will 
Shakespeare, hath writ a play? Yea, now I bethink me, it 
was concerning thee and thy lover, Marc Antony. 

Cleo. {rises and coin es to the front). 

And do our names live thus together ? 
So would I have it, O my Antony ! 
Say they I loved him. For I'll swear I did. 
E'en though I could betray him. 

Oh, my love 
Was deep as is the sea, and, as the sea 
Doth change upon the surface every hour, 
Yet underneath remain the same forever, 
Flowing in steady currents to the pole, 
So, underneath the shifting waves of pride 
And woman's wilfulness and jealousy, 
My love flowed on in passion's mighty tide, 
Toward him, my lover, unto him, my king. 
Hadst thou an Antony ? 

Eliz. Death of my life! What means the woman? 
Elizabeth, the Virgin Queen, e'er stoop her lofty head to 
smile on any suitor! An Antony, forsooth! Her effrontery 
passes her belief! No, know, madam, that my power was 
not that gained by holding men my captives, and robbing 
them of reason, that I might say, "So, they rule the world, 



12 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

and I rule them ! " Rather I strove to lead them on to 
higher truths and wiser thoughts. I made just laws and 
ruled with mercy and with wisdom. You boast that Caesars 
trembled when tney kissed your hand ; I, that mighty states- 
men, inspired poets, polished lords, bowed down before my 
mighty will, beneath the power of my high intellect. 

Cleo. Be ye content, then, with your barren power, with 
cold, submissive slaves. I'd rather be monarch of a king 
than of a hundred such. {Reclines on couch.} 

Eliz. {turns from Cleo.). My rule was crowned with 
peace. Riches poured in upon us. As Joshua bade the 
great sun delay upon his course, so at my bidding 
Fortune's sun stood still, and all men cried, " The Age of 
Gold hath come again." 

Corn. And were you happy ? 

Eliz. Happy! {Turns away.) 

Inv. Well, I don't think any of us are happy. "A green 
and yellow melancholy has marked us for its own," in the 
words of Austin Dobson. Let's have a more cheerful ele- 
ment, and I think we will find that most pure and undefiled 
in Mother Bickerdick. Let her goodly form be added to 
this assembly. (Grinding.*) 

{Enter Mother Bickerdick.) 

Moth. B. Weel, here's a funny-lookin' crowd ! Doesn't 
look like a fight. No bullets around here. These fine 
ladies don't look as if they'd ever anythin' so weighty as a 
piece o' lead. Whafd ye haul me up here for anyway? 

Inv. Mother Bickerdick, we sought your society, which, 
as John Bunyan says, "cheers and ne'er inebriates." 

Moth. B. Much obliged, I'm sure, but — (Suddenly to 
Cornelia.) What are you starin' at ? I'd just like to know 
what you've done on this globe, and what you're rigged out 
like that for, and what you are anyway ? 

Corn. Strange woman, I am a Roman matron, who, aside 
from the glory of having been the mother of noble sons, also 
has the unquestionable honor of belonging to the race that 
ruled the world, and that produced the greatest statesmen, 
poets, and orators of the age. Caesar, Virgil, and Cicero 
were all fellow-countrymen of mine. In the Great Republic 
of the Dead well have I known these noble souls that swayed 
the greatest passions of mankind. Ah ! can Cicero's noble 
words, " Quae cum ita sint," ever be forgot ? 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. I 3 

Moth. B. Pshaw! I've heard the young folks talk o' 
them as I wouldn't want any o' the boys to talk o' me. And 
if you belong to the same race, I don't see as it's anythin' to 
brag of. 

Gen. The Roman nation has also produced mighty sol- 
diers, Mother Bickerdick. 

Moth. B. Ah, now you're talkin'. Soldiers, brave fel- 
lows, they're what a country ought to be proud of! I'm 
never so happy as when I'm helping some poor fellow as has 
got a bullet in him. I ain't much good at standin' around 
idle, 'tain't my way. {Looks at Cleopatra.) Why don't 
you get up and stir around a leetle ? (Cleopatra ignores 
her.) What's that thing ? 

Inv. That thing, as you call it, Mrs. Bickerdick, is my 
Chronothanatoletron, the greatest invention of the age. 

Moth. B. I'd rather you'd let somebody else say it. 

Inv. The half hath not been told. 

Moth. B. Why doesn't some one get up and do some- 
thin' ? What do you all sit around fur and let me do all the 
talkin' ? Let's sing Old Hundred and make it lively. 

Inv. I wouldn't mind some music myself. {To Genius.) 
Do you know of any good woman singer ? 

Moth. B. Hymns, you know there's nothin' like a good 
old hymn to stir the boys to action. 

Gen. The only one I can think of is St. Cecilia, and 
{looking at Mother Bickerdick) I am afraid her music 
wouldn't suit you. 

Moth. B. She won't sit around like a dummy, will she ? 

Gen. No, no, indeed ! 

Moth. B. Then let's have her. 

Inv. " To hear is to obey." {Grinds.) 
{Enter St. Cecilia.) 

Gen. Welcome, gentle saint. We have longed to be 
soothed by those heaven-inspired strains which once held 
the earth and which even angels loved to hear. If, in asking 
this, we ask too much, I know that from you we will have 
forgiveness. 

St. C. Nay, speak not of forgiveness. It will be my 
sweet privilege to use that, which is the gift of heaven to all 
the earth through my unworthy self, for your delight. 
{Sings a Latin song.) 

Moth. B. Some way I did not exactly catch the senti- 
ment she expressed, but it sounded very fine. 



14 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

Corn. Surely it was Polyhymnia we have heard ; and 
call you her St. Cecilia ? 

Eliz. The name smacks of Popery, yet the woman hath a 
sweet voice. I have read in the old chronicles of this 
Cecilia. 

St. C. Why spake they of Cecilia ? Were there not 
others holier far ? Knew ye of Valerius ? To his memory 
give ye praise and to his death give tears. Ah, his was a 
noble heart, though long unblessed by Christian love. To 
him my parents promised me in marriage, but I, the Bride of 
Heaven, might not choose an earthly lord. Yet my heart 
went out to my pagan lover. Yea, I loved him, and I strove 
to save his soul. My words drew him to holier things. My 
hands crowned him with the martyr's crown. Hereafter, 
when men shall speak of me, let them say, " Cecilia saved a 
soul far greater than her own," for that is all my glory. 

Cleo. Can there be such love ? 

Gen. {aside to Inventress). I have a strange desire to 
see, beside the Christian martyr, a pagan one ; bring to us 
Hypatia. {Aloud) Now shall stand in our midst Hypatia, 
the beautiful woman philosopher who convinced men by the 
logic of her charms when sterner reasoning failed ! 

Inv. I never was much of a hand to grind out philosophy ; 
but, as Virgil says, " If at first you don't succeed, fierseveran- 
tia omnia vincit." {Grinds.) 

{Enter Hypatia.) 

Gen. Most gracious philosopher and teacher of mankind, 
we venture to entreat you to give to us some small part of 
your vast knowledge — to initiate us into some of those mys- 
teries which, during your sojourn upon earth, you taught to 
men. 

Hyp. Nay, my knowledge was but a drop from the ocean 
of unsearchable wisdoni A I stood upon the threshold only 
of the mysteries of life ! I have learned much since the 
awful hour when I faced the infuriated priests, braving the 
death which seemed so terrible. Had I been wise I would 
have welcomed it with smiles and glad and radiant eyes! 
For death is merely the separation of soul and body. And 
this is the very consummation at which philosophy doth aim. 
Death is freedom ! The mind loosed from its earthly 
shackles soars at will in the region of sublime thought and 
divine truth. 

Moth. B. I think a lot of that's nonsense, but you end 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. I 5 

up well ; let's have the truth, the whole truth, and nothing 
but the truth, say I. 

Hyp. Who is this, that breaks thus abruptly the thread 
of my discourse ? 

Eliz. The rude, uncouth manners of this woman are 
simply unbearable. I prithee, proceed with thy discourse. 

(Mother Bickerdick starts forward, but is restrained 
by the Genius.) 

Hyp. The mass of ignorance and of doubt, on earth, is 
too great to overcome ! And, after all these years of liberty, 
I am still a part of it. I fall and sicken down the abyss of 
boundless blank and darkness ! I even doubt mine own be- 
liefs. What if I have mistaken for Deity mine own self? 
Alas ! I have but just reached that point of wisdom where 
I know that I know not ! Oh, for a sign ! Oh, for the days, 
the golden days of which the poets sang ! When gods 
walked among men — yea, fought by their side ! 

Inv. She seems quite overcome, poor thing ! Philosophy 
isn't very stable anyway ! Now for a staff that is always 
a perpendicular — a support with a firm base, give me some- 
thing mathematical. I do wish we could call up a genius of 
that sort now. 

Gen. I recall a name of about two centuries ago — Donna 
— Maria — Gaetana — Agnesi — professor of mathematics 
in the University of Bologna ! 

Inv. (grinding). She has just been taking a course of 
memory lessons, by means of which the initiated recite four 
columns of newspapers after one reading — and remember 
the names of their acquaintances for several generations back. 

Cleo. I fain would take lessons that taught me to forget. 

Moth. B. Takes a good while to grind this one out. 
Guess she's calculating just how long she ought to be. 
These mathematical people are so exact ! 

Agnesi {entering). The effect produced upon my system, 
which is not the metric system — 

Inv. All useful information thankfully received. 

Agnesi. Is not to be demonstrated save by the " reductio 
ad absurdum" A method of which I've never approved. 
What is this strange-looking machine from which I have just 
emerged ? 

Inv. I do not hesitate (merely because I have said it 
before) to say that that is the Invention which is — 

Sarah. " Fearfully and wonderfully made." 



l6 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

Inv. And the praise of which — 

Moth. B. " Goes on forever." 

Agnesi. And is it constructed on the principle of spirals 
or pyramids? It is not a perfect parallelogram, and yet by 
the method of polygons it could probably be proved to be all 
square. May I trouble you for the exact dimensions in the 
form of A = nR 2 ? 

Gen. Will you not rather, Donna Maria, speak of some 
of those problems to which you have been devoting your 
time ? There was one demonstration for which you were 
responsible which has ever since been known as the witch of 
Agnesi. 

Agnesi. Ah ! you are acquainted with that ? I am glad 
to see that you have had mathematical training. But if you 
seek for problems let me commend to your notice a new 
commentary on Conic Sections, which will certainly interest 
you. I say new — let me be exact — it was new when I was 
upon this earth — which is just 24,829 miles in circumference 
— and the solid contents of which are 260,000,000 cu. mi. 

Hyp. I remember a commentary on that subject which is 
most excellent. It differed from the original text of Apollo- 
nius as a living body differs from a dead one. Instead of 
mere disquisitions on lines and curves, it was a mine of poetry 
and theology. Every dual mathematical form seems trans- 
figured. 

Moth. B. Seems to me you're talkin' a lot of trash ! 
Come, Inventress, let's have Pocahontas ! 

Eliz. Zounds, woman ! What mean you by these un- 
mannerly interruptions ? Stand aside, while your superiors 
converse ! 

Moth. B. My superiors ! 

Cleo. Such effrontery passes all belief. Who is this 
woman ? 

Moth. B. Now, just see here : you needn't come that 
bossin' act over me. I won't stand it. Why, you folks 
seem to have a deal o' trouble about lettin' a free-born Amer- 
ican speak her mind. Now just take my advice and settle 
down, for this one thing is certain. When anybody gets 
into a quarrel with me, somebody always goes to the wall, 
and it ain't never me. 

Gen. This strife of words should cease ! 

Sar. As my lord Abraham was wont to say, " Let us have 
peace." 



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Inv. (to Mother Bickerdick). Didn't you want to see 
Pocahontas ? Here she comes ! (Grinds.) 
(Enter Pocahontas.) 

Moth. B. How do you do, Pocahontas ? I've always 
wanted to see you powerful bad ! 

Poca. I come to you from the land of the Great Spirit, 
as the simple Indian maiden. When I pined and died in far- 
away England, I prayed that in death I might lay aside the 
character of " Lady Rebecca," and that my soul might join 
my fathers' in the Happy Hunting Grounds. 

Gen. We welcome you, Pocahontas, and beg you to 
speak to us of your strange life, and tell us of your brave 
friend, Captain John Smith. 

Phar.'s D. Where's Moses ? 

Poca. Fonder to me are such memories than those of 
England's court. (Queen Elizabeth, who has turned 
away since the quarrel, turns in surprise.} How plainly 
do I recall those days when the first settlers used to trade 
with the great Powhatan, my father. They were kind to 
the chief's little daughter, and kindest of all was John Smith ! 
I loved the white man ; my child heart was filled with admi- 
ration for his wisdom and his bravery. And so when my 
father became his foe and held him in his power, was it 
strange that I should plead for his life ? Strange that when 
pleading was of no avail I should rush between the uplifted 
axe and the defenceless body of my friend ? What ! — do you 
marvel ? Are maidens no longer as brave as the Indian 
Pocahontas ? 

Eliz. Hail, noble woman ! I greet you now, even as I 
greeted you in the past. The woman who will risk her life 
to save her friend is truly brave ! 

Poca. (kneels). The queen! 

Eliz. Kneel not to me ! 

Moth. B. Git up, git up. Ain't you ashamed, an' you a 
free-born American citizen ! 

Inv. {hastily, to prevent trouble). Why, this is truly de- 
lightful. 

" How sweet it is to see 
Friends dwell in unitee." 

In answer to your question, Pocahontas, I will tell you 
frankly that woman of the nineteenth century is not so brave 
as she might be ! Though I always thought that " Mouse- 



I 8 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

Trap " of Howells was a libel on the sex ! But il pity 'tis, 
'tis true," as Chaucer says, that a woman possesses any 
amount of moral courage nowadays, and is sadly lacking in 
physical ! 

Moth. B. Well, that's all right, let the men fight and the 
women nuss them. I never'd want to change places with 
that French girl that used to ride round and fight. 

Inv. Joan of Arc? I don't know, I always liked to think 
of that ! 

Gen. Suppose you use your wonderful machine to bring 
her again upon earth. 

Inv. Of course ! Why haven't we thought of her before ? 
{Grinds a long time.') It takes a long time to grind this one 
out, considering the unstable stuff she is made of. 

Gen. What is she made of? 

Inv. Why, she is Maid of Orleans. 

{Enter Joan of Arc.) 

Joan. Alas ! 

Gen. Why do you sigh, sweet maid ? 

Joan. Ah, where are they, those sweet voices that were 
ever with me ? Where those visions I beheld ? Gone — 
all gone ! 

Inv. Yes, that's the way with all of us, Joan. As Edgar 
Allan Poe says, — 

" I never had a piece of bread 
Particularly large and wide, 
But what it fell upon the floor, 
And always on the buttered side." 

Hyp. Knowst thou not, simple maiden, that all things of 
this world are but fleeting ? 

Sar. Yea, as a tale that is told, as — 

Inv. Abraham says — oh, yes, we know, Mrs. Sarah ! 

St. C. What ! hast thou seen visions ? 

Joan. Yea — I, unworthy that I am, have walked with 
forms invisible to mortal eyes — held converse with high 
beings not of earth. Ah ! Once again I seem to hear those 
words, — " To thee it is given to save thy country and thy 
king. Go forth, for Heaven goes with thee." Oh, was't not 
strange that I, a maid, a humble shepherdess, should be thus 
chosen forth, the weapon sent by Heaven against a treacher- 
ous foe, the guide of our good king in Honor's path, the 
savior of France ? 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 19 

Gen. You were well worthy of your mission. 

Eliz. Small cause have I, O maiden, to thank thee for 
thy victory ! 

Joan. And art thou, then, of English birth ? 

Eliz. Ay ! 

Joan. 1 love thy people, for through them I wear a mar- 
tyr's crown. 

St. C. Dear sister, to me too hath it been vouchsafed to 
die for a just cause ! I greet thee ! 

Inv. " A little torture makes these maidens kin," as Pope 
says. 

Joan. The Pope ! Ah, where is he? Lead me to him, 
that I may receive his blessings. 

Eliz. {rising). What ! and wouldst thou speak these 
words before my very face ? Away, Papist. 

St. C. What heretic is this ? 

Phar.*s D. Where's Moses ? 

Inv. Dear, dear, this will never do ! Let's have a little 
more music, to soothe our ruffled feelings, and since Chris- 
tians seem to be so rampant I'll bring on a pagan. (Grmds.) 
{Enter Sappho.) 

Cleo. 'Tis Sappho, whose sweet song I've often chanted 
on the sleepy Nile. 

Sap. Phaon, Phaon ! 

Sar. Surely the damsel dreameth. 

Gen. In truth she wakes, and calls upon that name that 
filled her waking and her sleeping thoughts. Oh, thou, 
whose burning verse has touched all hearts, unfold to us the 
mystery of thy life ! 

Sap. Ah, me — I lived — and loved — and, loving, died ! 
(Sings a song of which the words are Greek, set to very sad 
music.) 

Moth. B. Well, "for any one who likes that sort of 
thing, it's just the sort of thing they'd like," as Abraham — 
(Sarah starts forward) No, Mrs. Sarah, not your Abra- 
ham, but the President of the United States used to say. 
Why, now we're speakin' of presidents, I'd like to see the • 
wife of our first one. 

Gen. Our party would not be complete without Martha 
Washington. 

{Enter Martha Washington.) 

Moth. B. Hew do you do, Martha ? How's George, and 
what's he done with his hatchet ? 



20 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

Gen. We are most pleased to greet you, Madam Wash- 
ington. 

Mrs. W. {taking an armchair, and producing knitting'). 
Permit me to affirm that the pleasure is mine. 

Inv. It would be a great favor, Mrs. Washington, if 
you'd tell us a little about the women of your time. A hun- 
dred years has wrought a great change in the people and 
customs of your country ! 

Mrs. W. A hundred years ! Dear me, how time flies ! 

Inv. (triumphantly). Time is at length subdued, madam. 
Behold the Chronothanatoletron, the great Time and Death 
Annihilator ! (Mrs. W. regards it with interest, all the 
others sigh.) 

Moth. B. / want to hear about George. He was a good 
man and a brave soldier. 

Mrs. W. He was the most amiable of men. I esteemed 
him highly. Ah ! those were pleasant days. I can scarcely 
believe (in despite of your wonderful invention) that times 
have changed for the better. Towards the end of my life I 
noted signs of decline in the age. The men were less gal- 
lant and the young women — Ah ! some of the young women 
were a great cross to me. I knew of one, by name Melinda 
Simpkins, who went to a school in Philadelphia, where she 
learned a dreadful dance called a " waltz." She was very 
extravagant too, and it was whispered that her clothes cost 
fifty dollars a year. How different from little Polly Millins, 
who had worked a sampler at six, was married at sixteen, a 
member of the church, and an accomplished addition to our 
social circles. But she was one of a class that was fast be- 
coming a minority. 

Inv. Such a class would certainly be in the minority now. 
I could tell of some wonderful inventions for the adornment 
and amusement of young ladies since your worthy husband's 
time. Whist has been driven; euchre has progressed; 
waltzing has now become a serious occupation, and the mem- 
bers of a " German " club quite condescend when they bend 
their lofty minds over the lesser duties of housekeeping after 
a night spent in practising new figures. Fifty dollars for a 
year's wardrobe has progressed to twice that amount for 
one dress. Everything must be amusing, even going to 
church. 

Mrs. W. You have quite bereft me of the power of 
speech. I would not seem to complain, yet it is very hard to 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 21 

come back to hear of such a demoralized condition of 
things. 

Gen. Perhaps the sight of the sweet Puritan Priscilla 
would restore the equanimity of Madam Washington ; and 
indeed it would, I think, refresh us all. 

All. Yes, indeed. 

Inv. (grinding). Very well. (Enter Priscilla.) But, 
dear Priscilla, I have one favor to ask of you. Do not enter 
into a month's description of the manifold virtues of 
11 John." 

Pris. Small need is there for that, good friend. John can 
speak for himself now. 

Moth. B. I must say I always had a poor opinion of a 
man who had to be poked on to " speak for himself" by his 
sweetheart. 

Pris. Nay, dame, for he was withheld by his love and 
his friendship. 

Ah, yet, methinks, I can see him, as he stood on the thresh- 
old before me, 
Blushing a little, and stammering, his blue eyes so earnest 

and wistful, 
Nervously, twirling his hat and letting each half-awkward 

gesture 
Speak of the difficult struggle 'twixt friendship and longing ! 
At length he forgot his own love and thought but of that of 

his captain, 
Pleading the suit of another in words both tender and 

eloquent. 
Ne'er had I loved him so well, felt greater respect for him ; 
Surely 'twas right to show him my heart, show him that I too 
Would on the altar of friendship be offered a sacrifice, 
If he should give up his love for me — strive to forget it. 

Cleo. You would not have been a woman else ! 

Mrs. W. I would not censure you, Priscilla, yet it was 
scarcely seemly in a maiden. 

Moth. B. I say, if you've got anythin' to say, say it, and 
what's the difference whether it's the man or the woman ? 

Inv. Shake hands on it. As Goethe says, "Great minds 
stand in the same canal." 

Sar. My lord Abraham was wont to say that woman 
should hold her peace. 

Inv. You will pardon my saying that as your lord Abra- 
ham is rather antiquated, his opinions are a little out of date. 



22 THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 

(7i? Genius.) What do you say, Genius, to giving the In- 
vention a little rest now ? Shall we have any more ladies 
added to our number ? You know the Chronothanatoletron 
is equal to anything, but I think with Browning that " Enough 
is as good as a feast," and perhaps we had better let it run 
down. 

Gen. Yes, I am more than satisfied with the result of 
your Invention, and I gladly congratulate you upon its power ! 

Inv. All right, we will now allow these charming ladies 
to dissolve. 

Moth. B. Oh, no ; wait until we all join in a good rous- 
ing chorus. 

Inv. Nothing would please me better. {All arrange 
themselves in three lines of four each, a?id, at the front, one 
line of three, facing the audience. Genius and Inventress 
in back line.) 

All {sing; tune, " Vive l' Amour.") 

Let the flight of the ages be slow or be fast, 

Vive la Chronothan! 
The wit of a woman has conquered the past, 

Vive la Chronothan ! 

{When they sing " The wit of a woman," etc., the lines 
separate in middle. Genius leads Inventress to front.') 

Chorus, — Chronothanatoletron, 
Chronothanatoletron, 
Vive la Chrono — Vive la Chrono — thana — toletron! 

Creation's eighth wonder has risen at last, 

Vive la Chronothan ! 
The Past is the Present, the Present the Past, 

Vive la Chronothan ! Chorus. 

Then here's to the Present and here's to the Past, 

Vive ia Chronothan ! 
And to the "Invention." the greatest and last, 

Vive la Chronothan • Chorus. 



During the last refrain the singers turn to the machine and 
repeat, going "forward and back," and bowing very low at 
the end of refrain. Then they turn to front and sing in usual 
time; then very slow; then very fast; after which they 
turn to left, and, led by Inventress, march around the 
stage in single file, singing the second verse. Then, repeat- 
ing the refrain, they form a " serpent," and while uncoiling sing 



THE CHRONOTHANATOLETRON. 23 

the refrain very slowly. The Inventress takes her place at the 
machine and grinds them all out, with the exception of the 
Genius, each one singing the refrain more softly as she goes. 

Note. — Throughout the play the actors must assume easy, natural positions. 
By-play very necessary. The contrast between the different characters, as Cleo- 
patra and Queen Elizabeth, Sappho and St. Cecilia, Mother Bickerdick and Hy- 
patia must be well brought out. So far as is possible, each actor, having finished 
her principal speech, should move to the left. 



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